Your Afterlife (Alastor x reader) Hazbin Hotel

Chapter 7: Trouble

I just ran to the lobby. I spotted Angel waiting for me.

Trying to not let him see what just happened, I forced a smile: "Hi bestie! Sorry for the wait! So tell me, what's poppin'?"

Angel raised one of his eyebrows: "Are you doing okay, toots? You're looking... very uncomfortable."

I can't play pretend in front of Angel. We might have only met 2 days ago but he already knows me too well. And I don't wanna lie to Angel. He's my bestie. I like him lots. He deserves 99% of my honesty. The 1% is the secret undercover spy job I have.
Who am I kidding? He deserves the full 100% but I just can't tell him about the job. What kind of terrible spy would that make me, hahaha.
So what do I say?

I stuttered: "I think I'm getting a crush on Alastor and I hate it."
Angel's mouth hung wide open. He just looked at me as he had just heard the most fucked up thing ever.
After a bit, he finally replied: "... Girl... your taste in guys... is rubbish."

He then put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me back and forth: "Just whyyyy? How could anyone like the freaking strawberry pimp?"

I shrug, looking away in shame: "Don't worry about it, Angel. Nothing will become of it anyway. I think he isn't interested in relationships. And for why I like him... Yeah, I guess I have a really questionable taste in guys. Usually. Perhaps I just have a stupid soft spot for weirdos."

Angel patted my shoulders: "Yeah you better kill every little bit of hope that you have considering getting closer to this creep. He doesn't let anyone get close to him. Not even anywhere near close. He just doesn't care for these things."
I smiled sadly: "I know, Angel."

I paused, then looking at him again: "So tell me, what did you wanna talk about?"

Angel went a step backwards, feeling nervous: "You know I like... you know who. And I finally wanna take action, you know? I wanna ask him out on date! But I'm too nervous. I don't wanna screw this up!"

I instantenously went into supportive friend mode, rambling excidedly: "Yes!Yes! Omg, yes! You can do this, Angel! Do you have like a plan where you'll take him to if he says yes? I mean it's his loss for the very unlikely case he rejects you. I mean... only a fool would reject a fun, romantic date with the loveable and hot Angel Dust! Oh Angel, I'll help you plan the date and everything else and-"

Angel smiles at me and chuckles: "Oh toots, seeing you rambling in such excitement always is a blast to watch."

He pauses and then continues:
"Well I'm considering multiple options for where to take Husk on a date. I could take him to a classic restaurant date, some club where we can party all night, dancing to loud music, drinking booze, a café or the bedroom or the bondage studio. Things like that."

I hummed in thought: "I think you shouldn't ask him out on sex-related stuff on your first date with him, Angel. He doesn't seem like a hookup type. I think he wants something serious if anything. You mentioned that people always think of you as a ... prostitute. So uhm... show him you're much, much more than that. I have also seen you flirt with him a few times and... I would advise you to not only tease him in sexual ways, stop with the dirty talk until you're like actually close to him. Show him you're much more than just 'Angel Dust- the porn star'. Show him the actual person behind the porn star persona you put on subconciously around most people. Show him Anthony. Like you do around me. Cuz like that, you're super loveable, kind, supportive, hilarious and in general a blast to be around with."

First, I was nervous I might have said too much but he looked at me appreciatively and pulled me in for a hug.

Angel whispers: "A romantic dinner at a nice restaurant it is then. I'm nervous tho."
I hug him a bit tighter: "You can do this, Angel. I believe in you."

Angel then slowly broke off the hug, saying: "Thank you, toots. Wish me good luck!"
He then went off to walk to the bar across the huge lobby.
I crossed my fingers while I watched.
Should- should I even be watching?
Is that-? Would that be intruding?
Should I just-?

Timeskip 5 minutes:

Angel returned from his crucial mission to ask out his crush. He was giggling out of joy and excitement and doing random dance moves while walking.

I squealed at Angel: "I GUESS THIS MEANS YOU GOT A DATE TONIGHT?"
Angel squealed back: "HELL YEAH!"

He pulled me in for a short hug: "Thank you so much for the advice, y/n! First, he was being a bit grumpy upon seeing me approach him cuz he expected me to talk dirty to him but I was just being ... myself. And it looks as if he likes the real me."

I squealed: "OH MY GOD ANGEL I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!"

He then broke off the hug, stating: "I need to choose my outfit now! It needs to be perfect!"
I smiled at him: "Good luck, Angel! I'm sure you'll choose a gorgeous outfit!"

Angel then walked back to his room. I also walked back to mine to check on Alastor. He was still laying on the floor, weakened by all the blood he had lost.

I asked him: "Is there anything that will make you recover quicker?"

He coughs: "The latest battle with the Vees cost me the remains of my cane. Now... it's in small pieces and completely useless. It will take me a whole while to heal without my staff and me being limited by my deal."

I raised an eyebrow: "What deal?"
He whispered with lots of static in his voice: "That's very private, my dear."

I sighed: "Is there anything tho that I can do for you?"
He scoffs while grinning wickedly: "What could YOU possibly do?"
I'm... just gonna pretend that didn't hurt me the slightest bit.

I whispered: "Is there nothing that I could do to comfort you perhaps?"
He hummed: "My dear mother used to sing a song to me called 'You're never fully dressed without a smile'. But I bet you don't even know that song."

Time to prove him wrong cuz I know that song damn well.
So I started singing in a soft voice:
"Hey, hobo man.
Hey, Dapper Dan.
You've both got your style.
But brother.
You're never fully dressed.
Without a smile!"

I continued singing the song and carefully caressed his fluffy ears. To my surprise, he let it happen and didn't snatch my hand away. He didn't even look angry.

So I continued singing. Until there suddenly was an explosion.
There was a loud bang and a lot of dust.

Now Alastor had to cough even more severely. I had to cough too.

Soon enough, I recognised the shadows behind the dust. It was Vox. And the other one... must have been Valentino I suppose.
Yikes... Valentino is an ugly moth.

That ugly bastard even approached me, stating in his ridiculous voice: "Oh Voxie, you didn't tell me y/n was such a hottie. I ... want her."

Vox also started approaching me and Alastor: "Bitch, I don't take rejections lightly so for revenge, I'm gonna fucking kill the radio demon right in front of your eyes!"
I spat on his screen, shouting: "No!"

Vox scoffed: "Who would stop us from killing him, hm?"
I suggested: "If you two spare Alastor's life, I'll do what you guys want me to."
Vox and Valentino said in unison: "Deal!"
They both pushed me against a wall.